The heavy silence in the old room was finally broken by a tiny 'clink' sound as a crystal clear ice cube shifted in a short, heavy glass. Massive velvet curtains blocked all outside light to the room. A huge mahogany desk lived in an oasis of soft yellow light that emanated from dark green lamps. The world beyond was darkness and the pale, overweight man sit...
The girl nervously licked her lips, moistening the bright red lipstick she'd carefully applied as she glanced around the room. The combined lust of the males in the audience was a tangible thing, hanging heavy in the air. She felt it; we all felt it. She was beautiful, I thought. Curly hair hung in thick rings just below her shoulders, accentuating her alab...
I looked like the typical housewife, two kids that I loved, and a husband, but a husband in name only. The sex had been gone for well over a year and my fingers were the only action I was getting. I got married young and my husband was the only one I have had sex with. Everything I knew about sex I either learned from my husband early on in the marriage, w...
Dear reader: Please bear in mind that this is first and foremost a novella. As a result, this is a strongly story-line driven piece of writing and if you are looking for quick and easy erotica, this isn't for you. There are erotic elements from the outset but these build slowly, especially during this prologue. Having said that, I would maintain that Emil...
Chapter 21* Making their way back downstairs, Alex's body was on fire. She would have to address this soon. Her body ached for Gavin's touch. His lips. His fingers, and hopefully...his cock! Guiding Alex into a large room on the first floor they found a woman in what appeared to be a set of stocks. Alex was reminded of the old days, where the Puritans woul...
London, 1835 Lara stared moodily out of the carriage window and quickly transferred her look to the woman sitting primly opposite her, her maid -- though jailer would be a more appropriate term. In every part of her life, she was managed. By her stiff father (who was the worst), her mother, her two arrogant brothers, her ladies maid...it was unbearable. Tom...
As it turned out, I was the one who was surprised that Heather wasn't home when I made it back early from the airport. It was Saturday, and she had the day off, and she'd playfully told me yesterday that she simply planned to mope around the house today, missing me. Disappointed she wasn't doing just that, I tossed my keys onto the sofa and saw the message l...
This story is fantasy, not intended to offend at all, no hidden negative messages to any group of people: it's JUST a fetish. Saying that I'd greatly appreciate feedback, suggestions, comments, prefer private messages as I like to directly communicate with those that send messages. Everyone involved in anything sexual in this story is of the legal age limit...
If once in a time happy marriage turns to a problem marriage the events are usually going to happen after a standard pattern, wife is successful at her job, get bored of her husband and children, envoys her free (divorced) friends, an old boyfriend appears and start courting her, she want him, etc. etc. When shit hit the fan in my marriage, I got it all. Wh...
Another week, another Friday night spent solo. Sitting at the computer terminal inside the Carleton University laboratory, Ishmael Rosenberg Teshale sighed deeply. It wasn't easy being him. He'd been living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, for over a year and could still count his friends on one hand. Friday night and he had nothing better to do t...